Wilson sighed as he opened his new office It was strange that he still thought of it as new. He had been working at this office for a year. A tall figure was standing in the corner.

"House, What the hell are you doing here?"

After House hit Cuddy's house; Cuddy didn't press charges, saying that it was her fault that House did that She just placed a restraining order on Him; House moved on; He got a Ph.D. in was now a professor of physics at MIT.

Wilson moved on too, He was now the head of hematology at Mass General after leaving oncology. They kept in touch. In fact, House is the one that persuaded Wilson to move to Boston. Wilson sat on his desk, while House sat on the chair. House plopped a thin folder on his desk.

Wilson peered at the name, Lennon, House. He arched an opened the file.

"She's four years old, has aplastic anemia."

House rolled his eyes.

"I know, tell me if my kid will be okay, Wilson."

Wilson was shocked.

"You… have a kid. How? When?"

House looked at him and sighed.

"Dominika, we have known each other for quite a long time," House waggled his eyebrows, "before she became Mrs. House when we got married, we had sex and nine months later she died at childbirth. Lennon survived. I loved her, Wilson, I still do."

Wilson shook his head.

"I'm sorry, House," Wilson told his best friend quietly. Moving back to business "So, where is Lennon?"

"Will you take her case?" House asked pleadingly.

Wilson thought about it because this is House's kid.

"Yes, I will, but I want to do my own labs on her and check for cancer."

House sighed, looking distressed.

"On one condition, no bone marrow aspiration if necessary. I can't see her hurt."

"Okay."

House stood up, got his cane and left.

When House got home Lennon was sitting with her nanny.

"Dr. House," her nanny said looking at the sleeping girl worried. "She bled, we were just playing outside."

"Daddy," The girl piped up looking up at him.

"Nina," said House looking his daughter. "Just get her dressed; we are seeing a doctor friend of mine."

"Okay, Doctor."

They left the condo.

House and Lennon lived just outside MIT campus.

After a 10 minute drive; they arrived at Mass General. They rode the elevator to Wilson's floor. When they got there; Wilson wasn't in his office. It was 12:40

"Dr. Wilson will be in twenty minutes; he just went to lunch." Wilson's assistant told House.

"Does Dr. Wilson had an appointment after lunch?" House asked.

"Uh… Sir, I can't tell you that."

"Never mind,"

At One, Wilson walked in, He saw House in the waiting area with a little girl.

She was cute, She had her father's eyes, his complexion, and his body, but Dominika's nose and hair.

"House," Wilson called, "I presume this is Lennon." House was startled.

"Hi, Wilson, This is my daughter Lennon," And told his daughter, "Say hi to Dr. Wilson." Lennon hid her face in House's shirt clearly embarrassed.

"Wilson, my four-year-old had a crush on you,"

Wilson smirked.

"Hi," The girl said quietly.

"Guys, I have no patients until three, so let's discuss the case."

"Okay," said House.

They went inside the office. House sat with his daughter in his lap; Wilson sat opposite at his desk.

"I brought her in cause she bumped her head on the door and was bleeding too much; the lab results. I thought…." House's voice trailed off.

"I need to do labs on Lennon." Wilson sighed. "I'll admit her for testing."

"Okay, but our deal stands."

Wilson nodded; he stood up called admittance office. House stood up as well, he held his hand up. Wilson shook it.

"Thank you, Wilson. I mean it."

An hour later, Wilson found House in Lennon's hospital room.

"House, the nurse is here." Said Wilson when he opened Lennon's door.

"Wilson, I need a favor."

"Shoot, House, go."

House sighed. "I need you to watch her for an hour, I need to get her stuff from the campus." Wilson looked at his watch it was three his next patient will be at four,

"Okay, an hour, House."

House left after saying his goodbye to his daughter.

"My daddy talks about you a lot." The girl said to Wilson.

Wilson arched an eyebrow.

"So, Lennon, What did he told you about me?"

"That he used to steal your food."

He is now liking House's daughter.

"So you love my daddy?" Lennon asked with a child's curiosity.

Wilson was stunned He had been in love with House for years.

"You mean like a friend?"

She shook her head. "No, like a special friend, a… boyfriend."

Wilson wanted to laugh out loud but he held his tongue. "Uh… I do." He didn't want to lie.

"Good, cause I think he loves you."

Wilson didn't answer that, he just sat there thinking about House.

After a while, a House showed up with an older man.

The man looked up at Wilson and extended his hand. "My name is Andrew Jensen, I am Greg's father; You must be Dr. James Wilson."

Wilson openly gaped at Jensen. He looked like an older version of Gregory House. "Yes, I am, nice to meet you, sir."

"Ah, how is my granddaughter doing?" Jensen asked Lennon.

"I hate it here, grandpa."

"I know, Lennon."

Wilson didn't hide a smirk, House looked at him.

"Okay, I gotta go."

House stopped him with a hand on his arm.

"Wilson, Walk with me?" House told Wilson sotto voce, and then he told his daughter, "Lennon, I will be outside." Lennon had a stupid grin on her face.

They left Drew and Lennon for a while.

Wilson had a stupid grin on his face as well. "What's up?"

"Wilson, Can we talk? I missed you buying me food."

Wilson rolled his eyes- What House was saying is that he missed him.

Wilson smiled. "Okay, cafeteria or the Starbucks outside?"

"StarBucks," said House.

The coffee shop wasn't far, it was directly outside the hospital. The shop wasn't busy they got a table on the farthest booth. Wilson ordered him and House coffee and chocolate cake he got back, House had a 50 dollar bill waiting for him.

"House? What's that for?"

"For the meal," Said House looking down, embarrassed.

"No, House, I don't want your money, besides, you're probably are hungry," Wilson said sampling the cake.

"Okay," said House, stealing of piece Wilson's cake.

"So, House, about Drew, How long have you known that he was your dad."

"Since like 2013, That's when I've moved. Drew had a daughter, Joanna, was 42, and Grandkids two a boy who is 10, Nicholas, and a girl, Madison, who is 6."

"Huh…" said Wilson probably thinking over. "So did Drew know about what happened with Cuddy?"

"Yeah, and Dominica, too. Not her profession, of course, I just told them that she was a housewife," House said. "They never treated me or Lennon differently ." House closed his eyes.

"What did he do?"

"He was a doctor, a psychiatrist."

Wilson arched an eyebrow.

"So he knew who you are?"

"Yes and No, of course, he knew about the name. He diagnosed me by just talking to me with PTSD due to Child Abuse."

Wilson changed the subject, not wanting to see the love of his life as a victim of child abuse. "Where is your mother?"

House looked incredulous but answered, "In Lexington. She isn't doing well."

Wilson didn't know how to broach this subject with House but after debating a long time He asked finally; "Is there something there for me in your life?"

House knew what his best friend was talking about, they had been lovers on and off for a long time it first happened after Bonnie, "Yes," House answered finally. He was still madly in love with Wilson.

End of Chapter 1